It’s just a number.

It isn’t the fact that

he is 10.

Everyone gets

older;

numbers come

after

numbers

and then more.

My brain makes me see

that there

are

only 8 more years

before he’s

eighteen.

Everything speeds up

in the festering ether.

Tragedy

an irrational

being

existing

in a

body

that is aware

of Reason.

There is no math

that makes the word

eighteen

reasonable.

However, ten

is still just

three letters.

Oh wait.

Ten is a

double digit

number.